Do you ever think about how absolutely ridiculous it is that we consider scrolling through memes as a legitimate form of stress relief? Like, I’m over here trying to de-stress after a long day, and I end up deep in a rabbit hole of dog videos and conspiracy theories about how pigeons are government drones. Meanwhile, my brain is just like, "Yep, this is self-care." Can we just agree that being a f...
Why is it that every time I try to eat healthy, I end up in a three-hour standoff with a piece of kale? Like, can we just agree that salad is just a way to punish ourselves for loving pizza too much? And don't even get me started on meal prep. I spent my entire Sunday meticulously packing Tupperware like I’m preparing for a week-long survival trip, only to dive headfirst into a frozen pizza at 9 P...
You ever notice how adulting is just a never-ending cycle of wanting to be a kid but with a credit card? Like, I’m here scrolling through TikTok watching people make glitter slime while simultaneously worrying about my retirement fund. And let’s not even talk about the “fun” part of having responsibilities. I just want a nap and snacks without four meetings about which nap time is the most efficient. Honestly, can someone just make adulting optional?
You ever notice how adulting is just a never-ending cycle of wanting to be a kid but with a credit card? Like, I’m here scrolling through TikTok watching people make glitter slime while simultaneously worrying about my retirement fund. And let’s not even talk about the “fun” part of having responsibilities. I just want a nap and snacks without four meetings about which nap time is the most efficient. Honestly, can someone just make adulting optional?
I just finished reading a book that everyone raved about, and I’m convinced I missed the memo on how to enjoy it. The plot twisted itself so much I thought it was auditioning for a contortionist competition. By the end, I had more questions than when I started. Is it bad that I’d rather re-read the menu from my last takeout than this literary rollercoaster? I mean, at least the menu has clearly de...